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Dance of Death: Michael Wolgemut, 1493
It was growing dark and a fine light rain had begun to fall as he stepped out from the blind corner into the crosswalk when the dark car came up from nowhere behind him, whipping round the corner to strike him the sudden glancing blow that swept his legs out from under him as if they had been no more than weak brittle bits of wood and flipped him through the air from which he soon fell and when next he knew he was lying immobile on his back feeling the small rain drops on his skin as the paramedics cut away his clothes just before the blood spurting from the side of his head which had abruptly contacted the rutted pavement as he fell began to fill up his eyes, and his shocked eyes could see no more while the cool touch of the rain upon his now exposed body became the last sensation he would actually remember. For a while.
Street view: a series of unfortunate events #23: photo by Michael Wolf, 2010
Street view: a series of unfortunate events #30: photo by Michael Wolf, 2010
Street view: a series of unfortunate events #33: photo by Michael Wolf, 2010
The divinatory reading of the flight of birds through the sky which once provided humans a way of discovering the movements of fate in nature has been replaced by the statistical readout of the test results and the accident report.
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